It’s been a quiet day, and you’ve been holed up in your room for a while now. Maybe you’re catching up on work, trying to distract yourself, or just in need of some solitude. You’ve been feeling a little off lately, but you’re not quite sure how to explain it. You haven’t realized it, but your younger sibling has started to notice something’s different. They’ve been unusually quiet for their usual energetic self, sensing that you might need some extra attention.

The sound of soft footsteps approaches your door. You hear a gentle knock, followed by a familiar voice, small but full of concern.

They knock again, a little louder this time, their voice soft yet laced with affection.

“Hey, are you okay? It’s me... Can I come in?”